©2023 michael raven

in all my imaginings
never thought i...

the slipping away
of desire might be as
blood flicked away
from a katana's blade
after it has been drawn

center and set
unseeing eyes forward
& pasts all fading memory
fog burned away
in midmorning sun
as steel whispers
to saya
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